I check the front door and happen it unlocked. I slowly turn the knob and open the threshold, slipping inside. I slip my horseshoe off and carry them with me, trying not to spend a penny a sound. I begin looking around the place for valuables. I know I don't have much clip so I decide to notice the jewelry… easy to carry and can make water more money off them than a big television. I make my way through the planetary house until I find the bedroom. It seems like the most logical stead to find jewelry. I creep up to the dresser and strain out for the jewelry box sitting atop the dresser.

"stop right field there !"

My nub leaps in my chest because I know I have been caught. I slowly begin to twist around to see who it is that caught me. I am looking at the ground and blot the toes of pitch-black flush. My optic begin to slowly stand up up as they follow the boots… along the calves, up to the knees, all the way to the thigh ! There is just a little gap between the big top of the charge and the bottom of a black skirt. I can see night fishnet stockings along the creamy thighs. I am frightened but I can't aid but notice a twitch in my groin.

"Now look, I don't want any trouble… I must have come in the wrong theatre. So bad ma'am"All I can go for is that I can tattle my way out of this. I realize it won't work when my eyes notice that above the ignominious skirt is a black whang with handcuffs and holster resting upon the hips. I can see the badge pinned upon ample breasts. Another vellication in my dungaree. Looking at the human face of the police force officer standing in front of me, my breath is taken away. The most gorgeous oculus are glaring at me. I am entranced by their beauty ; I can't William Tell if my rapid heartbeat is because I know I am going to put away or this visual sense of delight in strawman of me. Suddenly I have to turn slightly away from her because it is hard to conceal my excitement.

"Turn around and put your hands on the dresser… NOW !"

I turn around and place my handwriting on the dresser. No need to worry about hiding my hard-on. My reverence has taken over my amatory feelings quickly. I feel the dusty metal of handcuffs being slipped over one carpus. My arm is yanked painfully behind my back and a solid handwriting puff my early arm back. The metal bracelet is deftly snapped in to place around my other wrist joint. The policewoman pulls up hard on the handcuffs with one handwriting and pushes hard in my cover with the former. My face goes forward into the toilet table and I am pressed hard against the smooth wood.

"Do you have any weapons on you ?"I hear her say as she begins to pat me down.

"No ma'am, nothing on me… I promise."Her hands still run along my leg, my side, and sleeve. Her fingertips run slowly across my binding, down my back… this doesn't spirit like the common pat down other burly, macho cops have given me. She steps up against me, pressed up against me hard. Her right bridge player slides around and lays flat tire against my stomach and the left reaches up and starts running through my hair. Quickly she grabs a smattering of haircloth and pulls me upright again. I am pulled a dance step back from the chest of drawers, up against her physical structure firmly. She has my head pulled back sharply, so her mouth is right next to my ear.

"naught on you, huh ? Then what is this ?"Her good hand slideway down to my genital organ and grabs hard. I exhale sharply with a variety of surprisal and a little pain."I don't like being lied to… don't do it again !"

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."My mind is racing and confused. What in the populace is going on ?

"I guess I need to see exactly what it is you are hiding from me."

"I promise, I am not hiding anything !"I let out a yip as I feel a sharp pull on my ear as the officer bites on my ear lobe.

"Do not lie to me !"She hisses fiercely at me.

The officer quickly catch my whang buckle and tug at it roughly. It doesn't want to stir. Frustrated, the officer spins me around and shoves me on to the bed. I fall back and feel a sharp painful sensation as I land on the handcuffs. The officeholder climbs on the bed and kneels with one leg across my chest, facing my feet. She makes quick work of my belt buckle and slips the swath from its closed circuit. I raise my chief up to see what is going on and flop in front of me is the most beautiful ass barely covered by the skirt rising up atop her hips. I can see that she is not wearing pantyhose but instead has on thigh-high stockings and a garter belt… and no panties ! I can't help myself as I lean up as far as I can and place a patrician candy kiss against the fishnet stockings that run along the smooth pelt of her thigh.

I quickly gasp and fall back as a firm grip squeezing my groin again.

"I did not say you could touch me ! You have been a bad boy…"The grip lightens up and slowly becomes a solid caress. My mind swims as I try and figure out exactly what I am supposed to do and what is going on here.

Her bridge player stops rubbing me as it slides up to the top of my dungaree and fights with freeing the push and slide fastener. My pants undone, she slaps my hip hard and tells me to raise my hips. I struggle to lift my hips up under the pressure of her leg. Seeing that I couldn't relocation, the officeholder slides her leg across my body and sits range me ; that luscious ass just inch from my font. I lift up my hip joint up off the bed and she tugs and pushes my pants down below my knees.

"Hmmm, very Nice choice of underwear… nothing I expected from some two-bit hood."Her hands begin to run across the smooth textile of my tight boxer-briefs. She touches along my thighs and around to my bottom. As she runs her hand all over my underwear, she carefully avoids touching my penis directly. Her deal and fingers graze me softly ever so often, teasing me. It is driving me mad and in my lust I once again levy my head up and establish the inside of her thigh a soft, agile lick.

"What is wrong ? Is this what you want ?"The officer wiggles her puzzle kitty-cat in front of me just out of my range. Why was she doing this to me ?

"Yeah."Is all I can think to reply.

SMACK ! Her bridge player smacking my second joint, hard.

"What did you say ?"

My thinker real as I try and think of something to say. Am I supposed to say yes or no ? How do I do ? Cautiously I repeat my answer… stupid, I know, but I was not thinking clearly.

scag ! Her hired man smacking my early thigh.

"I don't think you understand. I am an OFFICER.OF.THE.LAW !"Each of these last words was accentuated with alternating smacking against my thighs. I am sure that my second joint were beginning to change by reversal red and the sting was building up in each of the bit she was slapping."Now answer me properly… Is this what you want ?"Another squirm of her ass in my face.

"Yes ma'am !"I really hoped I had figured out what she wanted to hear.

"Good !"To accentuate her answer she did not slap me. Instead she quickly leans back and sat upon my face. She did not put all of her weightiness down, but it was hard enough that I really had nowhere to actuate or room to try and buss or work her. discombobulation entered my nous as I tried to figure out what she expected me to do. I learned substantial quickly as she began to rock back and forth on my mouth. She was using me to get off… I was nada but a tool for her pleasure ! She rode my face fast and I could tell by the moan of joy that she was already getting close. As a farseeing, shuddering groan escaped her lips I felt her juice as they ran over my rim and cheeks. As she rises up a little off of the bed I gasp for air.

"Oh no, we are not done yet."With that, she reaches back behind her and grabs a fistful of my haircloth ; she pulls me up to her pussy, wet and waiting."Now do it right."

I quickly begin to lick her, relishing in her sweet taste. I stick my natural language out and press it between her folds. I must be doing something right because I hear a moan leave her lips. I bring my lip up to her clitoris and lactate it into my mouth and lead off to flick it with my natural language. As she gets closer to going over the edge her body begins to rock harder and faster against my back talk. I can feel the fingernails of her detached hand as they begin to tightly grasp and dig in to my thigh. She is moving so fast that it is voiceless to go along my tongue on her. I am rewarded for my oeuvre when a groan of go comes from her and more of her nectar begins flows out across my backtalk and down my chin.

She releases my haircloth and mount off of me. As I start to sit up, she quickly turns to me and catch my throat. She slams be back into the bed and holds me down by my pharynx. Seductively she slides up along my body until her mouth is right field succeeding to my ear. I feel another collation and tug on my ear again.

"No…no… no. Where do you suppose you are going ? We are not done yet."She begins kissing along my jawline and making her way to my mouth. I begin to try and kiss her backbone but she only squeezes my throat tighter.

"I will severalize you when to kiss me, do you infer ?"

"Y-Y-Yes ma'am"I barely gasp out to her. Her adhesive friction loosens on my throat.

She begins to kiss along my rim, nibbling at them as she does. She sucks by undersurface lip into her sassing and I give a moan. I am rewarded as a sharp morsel of my lip. It was a consummate reminder of my place in this position. The ship's officer begins to kiss and lick all around my mouth and down my chin… suddenly I realize that she is getting every last-place drib of her own succus off of my fount ! What a round on !

As she finishes cleaning off my facial expression, she releases her handgrip around my throat and climbs off of me. She pulls me up to a sitting position and sliding board around behind me. Again her hand comes up to my throat and grips me crocked. She pulls me back into her body. I can feel her boob pressing into my book binding and her warm breath against my ear again.

"I am going to free these ‘ cuffs for but a second. If you try and make any motion at all…"Her clench on my throat tightens until I can't breathe. I nod uncomfortably to let her do it that I understand. She releases my throat and I soon feel the compressed constraints around my articulatio radiocarpea loosen. I fight the itch to convey my arms around to my nominal head when all I want to do is rub the pain in the neck out of my wrists and shoulders. I feel the fingers dig into each of my incline and then my T-shirt is being pulled up and over my head. My shoulders scream out in agony as they are pulled up and above my head. Just as my shirt is about the come over my hands, she pulls the material tight and I am held there with my blazonry above my oral sex. Holding me there with one hand, the policeman slides out from behind me and jerk hard on my T-shirt. I am impel backwards onto the bed. Before I realize what she is doing, she quickly straddles me again, her legs pinning my arms to the mattress. I wince as I feel the metal wrapping around my wrists again. The clicks of the handcuffs sound ominous as I realize that I am now tethered to the headboard and am not going anywhere. Then I catch the olfactory property of the sweet ambrosia that is but a few in from my side and I suddenly do not take care my predicament quite as much. She somehow bill the change in my resolution and a sinful smiling crosses her lips. Without a Book she rises up and brings her hip forward so that I am capable to embrace her with my lips. I begin to kiss and piece at her ; my head begins to swim at the joy I am receiving in giving her delight. I feel her digit begin to caress my question gently, almost lovingly. I lose myself in the moment and in my joy and ardour at going down on this lovely adult female, I once again let out a moan of joy. Bad melodic theme. Suddenly the fingerbreadth that were just a moment ago running through my hair are now once again gripping my hair and pulling my psyche back away from her.

"Hmmmm, you seem to keep forgetting that this is not about you… yet. Be a adept boy and maybe that will change."She pulls my face up against her again and I tentatively begin to lick her again. Just as I am feeling relaxed, my head is yanked back again.

"You know, I have a in force idea."With that, she releases my haircloth and readjusts her body so that her red-hot second joint are once again on each side of my head. I can find the leather of her boots against my boldness."I think you know what you need to do."

I start to kiss along her labia again and was rewarded with a gruelling slap against my thigh again. A flash of confusion course of action through my mind. What did she look me to do ?

"Think again…"Suddenly there is a tight grip on my crotch that is hard enough to make a gasp escape my sassing."And be for certain you are right this time."She lowers herself towards my mouthpiece once again and right in straw man of me is her rosebud. I know exactly what she wants. With fervidness and desire I bury my face in her ass. I stifle a moan of Passion as I lick her bud, not wanting it to end. Her hands rub up and down my thighs, across my stomach, and along my thorax. Her moan increase in pace and get louder as she gets faithful to orgasm. I know she is at the brink or losing control and I quickly iron my knife as rich into her as I can. It is enough to mail her over the boundary and as she screams out her delight she twists my nipples sharply. My centre begin to body of water and the salmagundi of pleasure and pain slams through my body.

The officer slides down my torso and off the bed. I can experience my trouser being pulled from around my base and so I look up. I am just in clip to watch out this sexy, amazing woman crawling up my legs like a stalking cat ; the look in her center is that of a huntress.

"I am guessing you think that it is your bout. Oh indisputable, you may get some pleasure out of this, but don't think it is about you. I will be doing what I want, when I want ; if you happen to enjoy it, it is but secondary."And with that warning, she begins to run her hands across the still material of my boxer-briefs again. She lowers her face to my cloth-covered phallus and begins to lick and kiss it. With the kisses, she drags her fingernails across my inner thighs. The delight shivers up and down my soundbox and my mind drops back against the mattress. My eyes close and I suck in a thick breath.

"Mmmm, you like that ? It is okay, I give you permission to enjoy yourself."To accent the command, I feel her proceeds a nibble at the peel of my scrotum through my underclothes. I can't insure the shake of pleasure or the groan. She digs her nails into the skin on my thighs and sharply sweep up them upwards to my pelvic girdle. She slips her finger's breadth under the cincture of my underwear and slides them down my body. Slithering along my ramification, she makes her way back to my feet, pulling my underclothes completely off. When she begins to grovel back up the bed, I feel my sura rising, sliding up until my thighs rest on her berm. I feel her mouth caress the bottom of my rooster, her glossa moving up to the underside of the head. With one immediate move she engulfs me in her mouth. Still holding me inside, I can feel her clapper running up and down the underside of my penis. The joy is immense and I let out a light"yes"from my lips. As soon as I do, she slowly, luxuriously slides her mouth up my cock and places a quick kiss on the tip. She lowers her top dog and starts licking my balls, pulling them into her sassing, nibbling at the skin. After some clock time, she dips her headway a niggling lower berth and starts licking the skin between my ballock and my anus. I am in Eden. Without even realizing I was doing it, I lifted my hip joint slightly off the bed, drawing her closer.

"So, you really like that ? Interesting."The officer pulls herself up on to her knees and grabs my lead knee. She pulls it over her head and pushes it across my body to the right. The strained motion causes my left hip to pull over and my body rolls over onto its venter. My wrist joint scream out a little at the weird position I am now in. I feel a tight clutches on each of my heels and a forward pressure forcing my legs up and under me. Suddenly I am on my stifle and face down in the mattress. From between my legs I feel an arm slide up and under me until the hand is raking its fingernails across my teat and down my chest. As it reaches my crotch the mitt takes hold of my phallus and pulls it back underneath me. There are a few slow and aristocratic virgule and then it is swallowed up by her sass. She bobs ups and down on it as her men rub my ass buttock. She removes one hired hand from my butt and wraps it around the shaft of my penis, slowly pulling her oral cavity away. With very behind apoplexy with her one paw and the other still rubbing my ass face and lower back, she moves her mouth back up to the small region between my sack and anus. Making small circles with her tongue, she adds a little more press each time. She pauses for a second…

"You know, I really liked it when you did this to me, let me see how you like it."And with that, she probes deep with her clapper into my ass. The delight ! I have never felt anything quite like it and my human knee almost buckle under the immensity of it. She can severalise what she is doing to me so the keeps it up. She alternates between licking and probing, enjoying the moans of delight that keep escaping from me. I can tell by the sounds and the sensations, I am getting slapdash wet back there. It is such a strange sentiency. Without warning, I suddenly feel a piercing pressure back there and my articulatio genus do warp this time. It takes a second to realize that she has just put one of her fingers in me and is slowly massaging me. The niggling bit of pain subsides and a heat of delight spreads over me. With one deal softly rubbing my down dorsum, she continues to slide her finger in and out. As I start to slowly slow down, it starts all over again ! A back finger ? ! While she continues to take me from behind, she slides her physical structure up along me. Straddling across my thighs, she has the back of her hand pressed up against her clitoris. She lays down against my back and begins thrusting her hip joint against her hand… she is simulating fucking me while stimulating herself ! It is one of the unknown, yet about erotic, notion I have ever had. I catch myself slowly lifting my hips in beat with her and I can't enjoin if it is to add pressure to her or to pull her deeper into me. Her liberal mitt is slowly running her fingers through my hair and she is kissing and nibbling my neck.

"Maybe next time I will use my strap-on and really take you."In the throes of my delight I am not sure which register first : next time ? Strap-on ? At this point I don't really care.

She continues to do this to me until her rhythm starts to speed up and her breathing becomes more ragged. Suddenly she arches up against me concentrated and bites into my shoulder to stifle her screams of warmth. She slumps down against me and slowly removes her finger. Rolling off of my backrest, she pushes against my face to push me over. She leans over and takes me in her backtalk again, slowly bobbing up and down. With a spry question she baseball swing her leg over me and slide herself down onto my throbbing cock. My eyes almost roll into the back of my fountainhead at the feel of her warmth. It is amazing. Ever so slowly she starts to ride up and down on me. She leans in and gives me a buss. Our tongue meet for the world-class prison term and they dance against each early in rhythm to our slow love-making. All of this astound arousal has already built me up to the threshold, and even with the ever obtuse movement between us, I am ineffectual to hold back. My body becomes rigid as I am emptied into her.

As my breathing spell slowly returns I am only able to whisper an"I'm sorry"because I wanted it to hold out so much longer.

"Oh don't worry, we aren't finished yet."With that she lifts herself off of me and turns her consistence around. She lowers her lip over my shaft as she lowers her buns down to my case. She slowly licks our merge juice from my soft phallus, trying to inveigle it back to life. I run my hands all over her ass boldness as my clapper darts out and begins to lick along her sweet lips. It is a unknown star, tasting both of us on her. I had never tasted myself before, but mixed with her fragrancy, it was an intoxicant experience. After a little piece of this, I could tell apart that my soundbox was reacting, ready for more. She shifted her penetrate down a little until my oral cavity was once again at her rosebud. This meter I did not need any instruction. As I licked and probed with my tongue, she began to increase her tempo with her oral fissure. Once again I could tell that I was getting very wet, as if she was purposely coating it with saliva.

After a consequence I soon learned why. She quickly let my penis out of her mouth and scooted her soundbox down my chest until she was straddling me. I watched with prevision as she began to lour herself onto me. What I did not anticipate was what happened next. Instead of gliding between her balmy lips, she grasped my cock tightly and lowered sweetness rosebud to the pass. Ever slowly she began to slip down my rigid member until her buttock were firmly against by hips and belly. What an incredible feeling ! What an incredible mountain !
She held still for a moment, getting used to the sensation. Then she began to slowly bend her pelvic arch and impress up and down upon me. Her stop number and rhythm began to build to a nice pacing and her moan of pleasance changed into repeated chorus of"yes"and"more."I felt her hired hand reach down and bulge to rub my scrotum as she moved up and down. Then her former hand reached lower and she began to rub my anus with a finger. With a deft thrust she had her finger in me again and was sliding in and out to the same rhythm that she was riding me. minuscule by footling her tempo increased until in a magic trick mo we both went over the edge and reached an orgasm simultaneously.

As her front slowed, she withdrew her finger from me and lifted herself from my prick. She once again shimmied up my body so that her bottom was in my aspect. We began to once again clear each former off, but this time it was more of a slow, sensual come down instead of getting gear up for another round.

After a few present moment of this, she climbed off of me and turned around. She lay adjacent to me with her head on my bureau and a leg draped over my rose hip. I must have dozed off for a moment because when I opened my eye, she was standing up next to the bed and uncuffing me from the bed. I slowly sat up and rub my wrist joint to get any kind of feeling back in to them. I scooted down to the end of the bed and was starting to pick up my wearing apparel from the floor.

"You know, not that I didn't really enjoy that… and not that I want to travel rapidly off to jailhouse, but what if the owner of the house returns ?"The alone reply was a lenient chuckle and something landed on the bed next to me. I felt the bed shift behind me as I reached down to clean up what she threw at me. It was a belittled picture frame and when I turned it over I was shocked. There was a group of young fair sex all dressed up in costumes at some Halloween party. And right in the eye of the group was the"police officer"that had caught me breaking in.
"I don't really think we have to concern about the owner pressing any kick or anything."I turned to look at this stunning beauty… and there she was leaning against the headboard, slowly clipping the handlock to her wrists .